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Cheng Qingyao didn't laugh. She couldn't laugh. She was so sour and tired. She didn't know when this kind of day was the first. The tears in her eyes accumulated more and more, and she stubbornly refused to fall. She turned and looked out of the window, trying to hold back her tears.

"If you want to cry, you will cry. If you hold it in this way, you will really hold back the internal injury. The internal injury is difficult to treat." Mo Li is not afraid of women crying. He is afraid that women will not cry. He feels that women will be fine after crying. If they don't cry, they will be prone to accidents. She made him a little worried and regretted that she had been too cruel to her in the restaurant just now.

At that time, he just remembered some things and was a little unhappy. Just as she hit the muzzle of the gun, he took it out on her.

After being angry, I saw her poor and helped her!

So he's still a good man.

However, Cheng Qingyao shook her head and refused to cry. No matter how bitter her heart and life were, she never shed tears in front of Zhao Bin, let alone in front of Mo Li. The only man who has seen her cry should be the gold Lord.

Suddenly, I want to see the gold Lord!

I want to cry in his arms!

I really want to tell him that I had a miserable night, which is not satisfactory!

But where is he??? Where is it?

Mo Li's face is displayed on the glass. The facial features are beautiful and cold. It is completely unlike her gold Lord. Even if she has never seen the true face of the gold Lord, she can still feel that they are not like them. The gold Lord is not so cold, warm, soft and considerate.

When he is crazy to the extreme, he will act like a child and ask: "... Kiss me... Kiss me..."

But where is he? He wants to see her. It's easy. She wants to see him, it's like heaven.

Tonight is also destined not to see him. There is no phone so late. Sister Hua also said that there will be few guests on Sunday night. We should keep our physical strength and prepare for the work of the new week tomorrow.

"If you don't cry, don't cry. Let's talk for a while! What's going on tonight? Quarrel?" Mo Li couldn't let her hold it all the time and help her divert her attention. At the same time, his cell phone rang. He answered a phone and hung up after a short chat. Turning to see her speechless, he asked again, "why did you quarrel? Why did he force you to get on the bus?"

Cheng Qingyao doesn't like to tell outsiders about her private affairs. Few people know her private affairs, one is tan Yeying and the other is the gold Lord. However, it's uncomfortable. Tan Yeying shuts down and the gold Lord's whereabouts are unknown.

The tears that didn't hold back were a little thicker!

I really have a feeling that I can't stand it. I'm going to cry, I'm really going to cry!

She lies by the window, buries her face into her sleeves and lets the cloth absorb the excess water from her eyes!

Mo Li was so sad that she scratched her heart. He stretched out his hand to touch her, but he remembered something. His hands were frozen in the air and slowly retracted in embarrassment. The mobile phone rang again. After he answered it, he checked the information on the mobile phone.

While driving, she checked and found the key point. She suddenly said, "doctor Mo, thank you for helping me tonight. I owe you a favor. I will pay it back next time I have a chance. Please find a place to park. I want to get out of the car and walk by myself."

"Yes! But wait a minute. Your boyfriend is very persistent and has been following us. If you want to get off the bus, I need to get rid of him first, or you may have to quarrel again." Mo Li takes back his mobile phone and looks into the mirror again. Zhao Bin is really dead hearted and has to look at it in the end.

Cheng Qingyao rubbed her eyes with her clothes, and then looked back. It was really Zhao Bin's car that closely followed her. Mo Li accelerated, so did he, but his car was not as good as Mo Li's car. A few minutes later, there was a gap between the two cars.

However, Zhao Bin won't give up so easily. He has been following at a high speed and has to follow the rhythm of death!

"What a dead eye!" Mo Li sarcastically said. He would not be afraid of him. He stepped on the accelerator to the deepest, and the car rushed into the night like an arrow. Another sharp turn, Zhao Bin was thrown 500 meters away, and the model loomed.

Cheng Qingyao's cell phone rings. It's Zhao Bin. It's estimated that she lost her eyes. Cheng Qingyao didn't answer. She cut it off directly. After a while, her mobile phone rang again. It was Zhao Bin's phone.

She still doesn't answer!

After coming back dozens of times, her mobile phone stopped ringing and Zhao Bin was successfully dumped.

Mo Li smiled proudly: "he wanted to drag race with me. When my young master was playing drag racing, he didn't know where to play with urine mud!" he turned another corner before he stopped the car slowly: "The man who had dinner with me just now is a family member of a patient. His father has esophageal cancer and wants to ask me for help in resection. I still haven't got some information. I need to go back again. I won't send you any more. The traffic here is good. It's good to call a car. You can call a car here."

"OK! Thank you, Dr. Mo! In the future, Dr. Mo will speak directly where he can find me." Cheng Qingyao's eyes are red and obviously shed tears. She doesn't want Mo Li to see it. She keeps her back to him. When she gets out of the car, she doesn't turn around to say goodbye.

Mo Li sighed through the window, didn't say much, and drove away.

She didn't turn until the car went away.

As soon as I turned around, the big tears fell in strings. I cried silently. I don't know where I'm going to spend the night tonight.

The dormitory can't go back. Zhao Bin didn't track her successfully and will definitely go to the dormitory to intercept her. She has no strength to explain to Zhao Bin, and she doesn't want to push and pull with Zhao Bin again.

Tan Yeying's cell phone is still turned off. I don't know where the waves are now, and I don't know if she is at home. If she wasn't at home, she would have gone in vain. Turn back and toss time. If you don't turn back, it's very inconvenient to go to work tomorrow.

Tan Yeying lives a little off side and a little far from the company!

I can't help thinking of the gold Lord. It would be nice if I called her to meet tonight. Someone can complain, cry and have a free place to spend the night. It costs money to stay in a hotel. Although the gold owner gave a tip, she didn't dare to spend it.

Cheng dongkun is a bottomless pit. I never know how much he will say next time!

Besides, when she retired from marriage with Zhao Bin, she had to raise money to pay back the 200000 bride price. She couldn't take advantage of him in vain. My heart was bitter and stuffy, and my tears fell more urgently.

The phone rang again, earth shaking, in sharp contrast to her silent cry. She ignored her cell phone and let it ring. Who else will call her at this time?

It rang, stopped, stopped and rang again, back and forth dozens of times. She was annoyed. She took out her mobile phone and looked silly. It's not Zhao Bin's number, it's the number of the beauty Museum.

Sister Hua's voice was fiery: "009, don't you want to live? After 13 calls, you don't answer any of them. Do you want to challenge my patience or see the black forces in the beauty hall? Thirty minutes, show up at the beauty hall on time. The gold Lord has an appointment..."